even perennials know
there is no such thing
as forever
Iris Leaves And Columbine
Joyful Like Twinkle Lights
strings of columbine
waltzing in the wind
shimmy in the sun
Wildfire
racing through the garden
carried by the wind
columbine’s wild flames
Just After The Sun Rose
a fairy
flew by
trailing magic
Petaled Pinwheel
whirligig
which turns
without turning
They Are Dancing
from the bench
we watch
firefly flowers
In This Liminal Time
each morning
with the flowers
sweet dreams linger
Ruffles
edged in pink
a little frill
on leaves
Reformation
pinked
from chilly nights
dew and disintegration
Pink Halo
columbine departs
trinity of trinity
leaves asunder
Set Upon By The Sun
joyful sparks
in Nonnie’s garden
columbine catch fire
Columbine Consecration
garden prayers
in the morning light
a flowering devotion
Wild Fire
deep in the shade
wild columbine’s
embers burn